Diana's POV
The s***h of a whip cracked the air behind me, and I gasped breathlessly as I jolted up in the bed. This time thankfully I didn't wake my mate. That was a blessing, I realized; he hasn't been sleeping much since he brought me home. And with the news of this pregnancy, he's been more cautious and wary about where I go.
I breathed in deeply and let it out slowly through my mouth and went to lie back down. But a soft "meow" had me sitting back up again.
And an orange head popped up from the seat by the fireplace. I laughed softly and got up from the bed and padded my way over to where she was on the couch. "Hey pretty girl," I murmured softly.
She stretched out, her claws digging into the cushions she was lying on. "Skye is going to hurt you if you claw up his favorite couch."
